In case you missed my announcement, I am closing down my Patreon page for the time being. For this reason, I'm uploading my extras to Wattpad.

This extra takes place during chapter 37, immediately following NamJin's wedding. Enjoy!

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*Third Person POV*

"By the power vested in me," the priest declared, "I now pronounce you married. You may kiss your spouse."

Namjoon cupped Jin's face with his hands and crashed their lips together. The crowd cheered as cameras flashed, capturing this beautiful moment.

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Blissfully unaware of the minds games occurring from opposite sides of the garden, Namjoon and Jin swayed slowly together in the middle of the floor. Resting his head on Joon's chest, Jin breathed out a contented sigh.

Leaning down, Namjoon whispered lowly in Jin's ear. "I love you, Kim Seokjin."

Jin lifted his head, stars shinning in his eyes as he looked at his husband. He had never felt happier than he did in this moment. "And I love you, Kim Namjoon."

Namjoon smiled adoringly at Jin, and dipped his head to kiss his husband's plump lips.

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"Thank you so much for coming," Namjoon shook hands with the guests as they exited the garden. The two received various 'congratulations' as the crowd passed by them.

It was getting late, and Joon was eager to take his new husband to their hotel room and ravish him.

Jin hugged his friends tightly, feeling on top of the world. "Thank you for all your help," Jin told them. Taehyung, Jungkook, and Hoseok smiled at their hyung.

"Especially you, Jimin," Jin said to the silver-haired boy. "I couldn't have asked for a better best man."

Jimin crushed Jin in another tight hug, smiling brightly. His heart was bursting with happiness for his best friend.

"Thank you for everything," Namjoon said to Yoongi from several meters away. "I really appreciate you being my best man."

Yoongi smiled, patting Joon on the back. "You don't have to thank me. I was honored to do it."

"Then, can I ask you for one more favor as my best man?" Namjoon asked. Yoongi tilted his head, his blonde hair brushing against his forehead. "Can you get those guys out of here? I'm going to die if I don't get to show my husband how much I love him soon."

Yoongi snickered. "You got it, chief." Waltzing over to the group, Yoongi ushered them out of the garden, throwing a wink back at Namjoon.

Namjoon walked up behind Jin, wrapping his arms around the other's narrow waist and resting his head on Jin's shoulder.

"I don't know about you," Namjoon murmured in Jin's ear. "But I think I'm ready for bed now."

Jin's face blazed red, shivering at the sensation of Joon's breath on his ear. He let Namjoon grab his hand and pull him along.

The group had spent the last week in a hotel, but tonight, Namjoon and Jin would be spending the night in a small cottage next to the garden.

They held hands as they walked down the short dirt path to the cottage. Jin was feeling nervous, but he couldn't figure out why. He had made love to Namjoon before, since the two had been together for over five years, but this time was different. This time, he would be making love to his husband. That's when Jin realized it wasn't nerves he was feeling; it was butterflies.

They arrived to the cottage, and Namjoon pulled out a small key from his pocket and unlocked the door. Stepping inside, Jin looked around at the cozy living room.

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Namjoon slipped off his suit jacket, laying it on the back of a kitchen chair. He then went behind Jin, wrapping his hands around the front of the jackets and slowly pulling the fabric off. Jin's head tilted to the side when he felt Namjoon's soft lips pressing against his neck. Biting his plump bottom lip, Jin closed his eyes in pleasure from the feeling of his husband trailing his lips across his neck.

Namjoon abruptly pulled away, leaving Jin confused. Grinning playfully, Namjoon walked backwards away from Jin and towards the kitchen.

"Champagne?" He asked, reaching for a bottle in the fridge.

Jin shot Namjoon a glare for teasing him, but accepted the drink nonetheless.

Popping the cork off the champagne, Joon carefully poured the drink into their flutes. Jin raised the sweet drink to his lips, humming in satisfaction as it slid down his throat. Closing his eyes, Jin tilted his head back to finish his drink.

Namjoon stood watching him, lust filling his eyes. "Jin..." Namjoon growled warningly. "If you keep making those sounds, I won't be able to hold back."

With the corners of his lips turned up, Jin set his empty glass down and stepped closer to his husband. "When did I ever ask you to hold back?" He asked seductively, running his hands up Joon's broad chest.

Namjoon's eyes darkened with desire as Jin caressed his chest. Wrapping his strong arms around the older, he crushed Jin's body to his own. Jin slightly gasped, eyes heavy lidded. Picking up his untouched glass of champagne, Namjoon slowly lead Jin to the back bedroom.

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Namjoon set his flute on the bedside table as he backed his husband over to the bed. Jin stared in anticipation at the love of his life, already feeling needy. Growing impatient by the slow pace, Jin threw his arms around Namjoon's neck and smashed their lips together. Namjoon moaned, eagerly returning the kiss.

Their lips moved perfectly in sync, knowing exactly how to dance together. Jin slid his hands up to Namjoon's ashy brown hair, tangling his fingers in the soft locks. He gave his hair a slight tug, making Namjoon gasp. Jin took this opportunity to slip his tongue in Joon's mouth, exploring the warm cavern.

Namjoon relished in the feeling of his lover dominating his mouth. While he preferred to be the top in the bedroom, he loved when Jin took control like this. But right now, he was eager to completely ravish his husband, body and soul.

Gently pushing Jin onto the soft bed, Namjoon crawled over him with a hungry look in his eyes. Jin's skin heated up from the amount of desire Joon was looking at him with. Reaching for the champagne flute, Namjoon took a sip and held the liquid in his mouth. He reconnect his mouth to Jin's, letting the sweet liquid trickle into his lover's mouth. Jin moaned from the combination of Namjoon's lips on his and the taste of the sweet drink.

Jin's hands fumbled with the buttons of Namjoon's shirt, quickly undoing them. His soft hands ran over Joon's now bare chest. Namjoon returned the favor, removing the shirt of the man beneath him.

Trailing his lips from Jin's lips, to his jaw, down to his chest, Namjoon reached his destination of the perfect pink buds.

"Ngh— Joon.." Jin moaned as Namjoon swept his tongue over the sensitive nipple. Namjoon grazed his nipple with his teeth, making Jin writhe in pleasure beneath him. Moving over to the other side of Jin's chest, Namjoon gave the other bud the same loving treatment.

Gently raising his hips, Jin rubbed his clothed erection against Namjoon's pelvis. "Ah... Namjoon, please," Jin begged, clutching Namjoon's shoulders.

Giving into his lover's pleas, Namjoon released Jin's bud and made quick work in unfastening his pants. He palmed Jin's erection through his underwear, making Jin release a lewd moan.

Namjoon swiftly yanked Jin's pants and underwear down, letting Jin's hardened cock spring free. Joon licked his lips as he eyed his husband's member, already slick with precum.

Letting out a loud gasp, Jin's eyes rolled back as he felt his length being suddenly engulfed by Namjoon's hot mouth. Joon bopped his head up and down, humming with satisfaction when his lover's cries of pleasure reached his ears. Tightening his mouth, Namjoon sucked harshly on the delicious cock, bringing tears of pleasure to Jin's eyes.

"Please, Joon... God, I need you so much," Jin mewled. Namjoon released his cock with a pop, quickly removing the rest of their clothing. Jin whined when Joon pulled away from him and left the bed.

"It's okay, baby," Namjoon soothed. He reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of lube. "I'm right here." Crawling back onto the bed, Namjoon grabbed Jin by the hips and flipped him over, pulling him backwards so his ass was in the air. Jin clenched the bedsheets with his hands in anticipation for what was to come.

Namjoon hummed appreciatively at the view of his husband's perfect backside, bare and ready for his use. He slid his hands over the soft skin, squeezing Jin's round ass. Using his hands to spread him apart, Namjoon dipped his head down and attacked Jin's entrance with his tongue.

"Ngh— Ahh!" Jin pressed his face into the mattress as he cried out. Namjoon was lapping around his entrance with his soft, warm tongue, making Jin quiver. "Oh f-fuck," Jin groaned. Namjoon smirked as he thrusted his tongue passed Jin's tight rim. The older was usually reserved with his language, so it always amused Joon when he was able to make him swear in the bedroom.

Jin's breathing quickened, alerting Namjoon that he was close. Namjoon pulled away, much to Jin's dismay as he was so close to his release. But Namjoon didn't want Jin finishing before he even had a chance to be inside his lover.

Slicking up his fingers with the lube, Namjoon slid two fingers inside Jin. Normally, he would've started with just one finger, but Jin was already slightly stretched out from Joon's tongue. Namjoon carefully moved his fingers inside Jin, not wanting to hurt him. Desperate for more friction, Jin rocked his hips back, fucking himself on Namjoon's fingers. Namjoon bit his lip as he watched his husband move seductively in his hand.

Slipping a third finger in, Namjoon curled his fingers and tapped Jin's prostate. Jin's hips jolted in pleasure, and he sped up his movements against Joon's fingers.

"Fuck, Joon, stop being so goddamn gentle," Jin firmly demanded.

"Tell me exactly what you want, baby. I'll give you anything you need," Namjoon whispered huskily.

"Fuck me senseless, Kim Namjoon."

Quickly spreading lube on his erect cock, Namjoon pushed Jin onto his side, lifting his left leg and setting it on his shoulder. In one harsh thrust, Namjoon pushed his entire thick length inside of his husband. Jin threw his head back with a gasp, feeling stuffed by his husband's large cock.

Namjoon snapped his hips forward, thrusting deeply into Jin. Jin panted beneath him, his black hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. Grabbing his other leg, Namjoon forced Jin on his back and placed his right leg on his free shoulder. The new position allowed Namjoon to thrust impossibly deep into Jin's tight tunnel.

"Fuck, baby," Namjoon panted. "After all this time, how are you still so fucking tight?"

Jin moaned, clutching at Namjoon's bare back, slick with sweat. Reaching for the bottle of lube that had been tossed on the bed, Jin slicked up his own fingers, bringing his hand to Namjoon's entrance. Jin slipped inside, fucking Joon with his fingers as Namjoon fucked him with his cock.

Namjoon groaned loudly, feeling overstimulated from the combined sensation of being inside of Jin's tight cavern, and Jin brushing his prostate.

Wrapping his hands around Jin's hips, Namjoon skillfully flipped them over so that Jin was straddling him.

"Ride me, my love," Namjoon panted. Without missing a beat, Jin shamelessly bounced himself up and down on his husband's thick member. Sweat rolled down his bare back as Jin threw his head back in pleasure. Namjoon stared in awe at his beautiful lover, looking so angelic as he bounced on top of him.

Namjoon wrapped his hands around Jin's soft, pale thighs, giving himself leverage to thrust up into his lover. Jin gasped as Namjoon hit his prostate dead on.

"Fuck, Joon!" Jin screamed. "Fuck me, ah, right there, baby. Fuck, you're so fucking good!"

Encouraged by the praise, Namjoon thrust harder, abusing Jin's prostate. In this moment, he was very glad they had opted for a private cottage, rather than a hotel room. Their moans were incredibly loud, and the sound of skin slapping together echoed throughout the room.

"Joon," Jin whined while panting, "I'm so close, baby."

"Me too," Namjoon groaned, speeding up his upward thrusts as he chased their highs. Jin shook around Namjoon as he reached his release, spurting white onto Joon's chiseled abdomen. Involuntarily, Jin tightened around Namjoon, pushing him over the edge. With a loud growl, Namjoon came harshly inside his husband. Exhausted, Jin collapsed onto Joon, resting his chest on Namjoon's chest.

Namjoon lightly brushed the tips of his fingers up and down Jin's back, tracing patterns on his soft skin. "I love you, Seokjin," Joon blissfully mumbled. "So much."

Jin hummed contentedly. "I love you too, baby. Forever," he promised.

Jin pushed himself off of Namjoon and rolled off the bed. "I need to wash up," Jin wrinkled his nose. Standing from the bed, Jin walked over to the bathroom and felt Joon's cum begin to drip down his thigh.

The lewd sight made Namjoon harden once more, feeling his arousal building back up. He shot up from the bed and grabbed Jin around the waist, lifting him up. Instinctively, Jin wound his arms around Namjoon's neck and wrapped his legs around his waist.

Jin felt his back hit the wall as Namjoon positioned him for another heated round. Joon wasted no time in lining himself up with Jin's entrance, pistoling in and out of him. Crushing their lips together, Jin moaned deeply into Joon's mouth, swirling their tongues together. Jin kissed Namjoon with everything he had as Namjoon nearly fucked his brains out against the wall.

Disconnecting their lips, Namjoon ran his hot tongue from Jin's throat to his ear, tasting the sweat produced from their love making.

"Hold on tightly, baby," Namjoon huskily commanded. Jin tightened his grip on Namjoon with his legs to hold himself up. Releasing his arms from around Jin's waist, Joon pinned Jin's arms above his head, pressing his wrists into the wall. Namjoon sucked at Jin's neck, leaving purple love bits in his wake.

"Namjoon..." Jin moaned in pleasure, feeling his second release approaching.

"Cum for me, baby. Let me hear how much I please you," Namjoon purred in his husband's ear.

The feeling of Namjoon's breath in his ear as he whispered lewd phrases caused Jin to become undone, and he came hard in between their slick abdomens. Namjoon let go of Jin's wrists, hugging his delicate body to his chest as he released inside of his love.

The two panted in sync, trying to slow their breathing. Backing away from the wall, Namjoon carried his sleepy husband to the bathroom to clean him up. After filling the tub with warm water, Joon set Jin in the tub and climbed in behind him, washing them both. Jin let his head fall back against Namjoon's chest, feeling blissed out as Joon washed him.

Once they were both clean, Namjoon lifted Jin out of the tub, drying him off and helping him get dressed in his boxers and one of Namjoon's t-shirts. Smiling to himself, Joon admired how cute his husband looked in his oversized shirt.

Namjoon gently placed Jin on the bed, climbing in behind him and wrapping them in the fluffy comforter. Jin hummed, feeling warmth in his body and heart as Namjoon snuggled behind him.

"Goodnight, my husband," Jin mumbled, smiling. He felt elated being able to finally call the man of his dreams his husband.

"Goodnight, love." Namjoon kissed the side of Jin's head, holding him close as the two drifted off to sleep.

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I hope you enjoyed this extra!
-Gumbie